We're home after a super-extra-exhaustifying weekend in Pennsylvania. My mom is doing extremely well, considering.

We'll get biopsy results on Wednesday. Then we shall all breathe a big fat collective sigh of relief, because I think everything is going to be FINE.

(YOU HEAR THAT UNIVERSE? FINE. FIIIIINE. HOP TO IT.)

Right now, I must go sleep for a few dozen hundred hours, because the child, the gorgeous golden child light of our lives, did not sleep all weekend. AT ALL. NO SLEEP. He screamed instead. He screamed for so many hours that Jason and I were sent back in time to those horrific first days home with a newborn when we sang lullabies with the words baby baby baby why won't you fucking sleep already and then we walked into walls during the day in desperate hope of knocking ourselves into a nice blissful coma.

Also: Do not permit your in-laws to buy your child this toy. DO. NOT. Walls will not be enough. You will soon contemplate sticking the silverware into your ears.

That is one CUTE boy! Soon you will learn that only toys with volume controls and on/off switches are allowed in your home. And even that won't be enough. My boys could play with a cotton ball loudly. So glad your mom's surgery went well.

Also, I think a just punishment for not sleeping would be to send him and my Alison to a desert island and let them scream at each other until they fall into an exhausted sleep in their respective babyjails (playpens).

Yay!!!! Glad to hear that nanalah's surgery went well. Awesome attitude about the results and will be waiting patiently with you on Wed for results - the waiting, it sucks but if it brings good news we will all be rejoicing with you.

also, as the once & future non-parent, can I tell you that the cuteness of your spawn creates a small ache in my uterus. That is power right now (fortunately, I know that the cure is more trips to Disneyland).

He's all, "You can put props anywhere you want - in front of me, behind me - wherever! And I'll rock those props, but I sure as shootin' don't need them, because I brought the best prop of all: my FEET!"

(but is it just me, or are his tiny feet really big? I Don't have a babykins, so I could just be out of the know, but aren't his turtle feet, not so much baby turtle feet? But the toes, they are cute!)

PS.
Caption for the top 3 photos:
1 - "Mr Photographer, I find you somewhat disturbing. Please go away before I throw this randomly placed apple at your head."
2 - "Look at the toes people, succumb to the cuteness of the toes, resistance is futile, mwah ha haaa!"
3 - "And that concludes my lecture on the cuteness of me. Thank you all for coming. Refreshments of milk and rusks are available in the foyer at a reasonable price."

OMG--whave the same hideous toy! And my husband's mom played with it non-stop for the week that she was visiting. When we were in the car (having left the god-damned thing at home), she sang the songs to my daughter. Amazingly, after having heard the songs a frillion times, she still didn't know the words.

Also, there is a book that goes along with it. After some searching, though, she was not able to find it, so at least we don't have them both.

You must tell us the secret of getting Noah to smile for the camera! The minute my daughter sees a camera she gets the most serious look on her face and no amount of shaking stuffed animals at her or squealing her name gets her to smile.

Glad to hear your Mom is doing well, sorry Noah didn't sleep. Sometimes when you take them out of their familiar surroundings they just don't know what to do.

Am waking up just long enough to say that those pictures were taken at a BabiesRUs in PA (no sales tax on pyjamas! whee!) on the spur-of-the-moment when a kindly photographer offered us a free 8x10 if we'd let him "take some practice shots" (ha! haaa! suckers!), and since Noah was in a good mood and wearing spit-up-free clothes, we figured it was worth seeing if we could get one good picture out of it.

And then Noah decided that he loved the kindly photographer more than anything, ever, and was an absolute smiley delicious angel and I sat there telling everybody that seriously, THE CHILD HAS NOT SLEPT IN 48 HOURS, HELP ME.

Jason's site will have another photo, a photo that Noah will one day SUE OUR ASSES OVER, posted tomorrow morning. Haaaa. Back to bed now. Gah.

Oh, good golly! Screamer or no, that child is adorable.
My adorable child is also a screamer of late. It's the teeth, methinks.
Ah, the fun of it all!
The sleep-deprivation-induced hallucinations!
So fun!
Zzzzzzzz

He's a miniJason.
Toys: my husband and I have instituted a "no electric toys" policy. Because really, they're more annoying than necessary. I've decided that if someone buys us an electric toy we will call them up early one morning while our child plays with it and allow them the opportunity to enjoy the noise. Many thanks to Fussy's husband for this great idea.

Noah looks like a perfect mix of both you and Jason. Sometimes he looks more like you, sometimes more like his daddy but I must say good genetics were at play.

On a totally unrelated note: Read "Pure Drivel" by Steve Martin since A) you will love it B) I've read the archives in entirety (am not stalker, swear) and know you appreciate his work and C)You can read it while you are waiting for those silly doctors to tell you mom that she is fine, because she is

Oh baby toes! It makes me want to drive 2 hours for the soul purpose of squishing my neice! (whose toes may not be nearly as cute)

Oh MAN is he cute!! I agree, he looks just like the picture of you in your sidebar, although he does look like Jason too. You'd better get an unlisted number when he starts school and meets girls. I have a nice older woman for him, LOL. Persephone says she likes bald boys, too =)

We're all pullin' for Nanalah. Hey Universe, listen up...it's almost Mother's Day, and you'd better get with the grandma's-just-fine program, or I will stick my unpedicured Sicilian foot up your black hole.

Glad to hear your mom is doing well, you are right everthing will be FINE. But I am not sure I believe that sweet looking face was screaming all weekend. There is no way, just look at him, pure innocence ;)

Glad to hear that your mom is going to be fine. That's great, great news.

Total side note, all of the pictures you have posted of Noah, I have always thought he was a spitting image of you...but when you posted the most recent photos...OMG, he looks like Jason. Regardless...you have the cutest baby on the face of the earth.

I don't post hear often, because I am not nearly as witty and interesting as the rest of the people that post. Just want to know I love your blog and Noah is delicious (no matter which parent he looks more alike).

My son got that same stupid lion toy from my sister who hates me. I was thankful at first because it was the first gift she'd gotten any of my kids that actually had a sales tag on it. Usually she gives my kids clothes that have no sales tags and sometimes even have some other kid's name written on the back of the tag. But I guess she still got me.

That's wonderful! I'll make sure to remember that toy thing. I remember having one of those circly, disc-like things you sit on, and then turn your self around, make-shift merry-go-round style with that steering wheel thing in the middle that made me puke everytime. I'm sure my parents were stoked they bought that.